Dongfang Yu

"Fight with you?"

Jian Wushuang squinted his eyes and felt a little worried.

Sima Bu said in a low voice, "Zhu Tao has a history with me and holds a grudge. His strength is not as good as mine, so he does not dare to come to me in person, only sending his disciple to make trouble for you. Just ignore him. "

"Is that so?" Jian Wushuang knew the reason. While glancing at Dongfang Yu, he shook his head and said, "Sorry, I'm not interested."

"How come? Could it be said that the person Mr. Bu brought here is a coward?" Dongfang Yu said with a cold smile and a loud voice, attracting the attention of the Gold-dragon Guards in the loft.

The Gold-dragon Guards looked in their direction and immediately revealed a look of interest.

As so many people stared at Jian Wushuang suddenly, he pressed down his conical straw hat with a grim face.

"Zhu Tao, what do you mean by this?" Sima Bu shouted with a cold voice.